I’ve touched your face a thousand times. I have held your hand, but it is only a memory of days gone bye. I see you smile, and I smile back. We rolled in laughter over really nothing at all. I felt your love, but sadly now you are gone.

We’ve had our ups, and downs. A lot of conversations, and some fights-that we both admitted we just didn’t like-, but through it all we had love. Seasons have changed, but now regretfully it’s all done.

I had fun when we made angels in the snow. I think because we were not young, but instead old. Snow flakes falling, and covering the

ground. We were so happy then, but the snow has melted, and that to has come to an end.

We were always wishing on a star hoping dreams would come true. We wondered if there really was a pot of gold at the rainbows end. No more wishing on that star. No more wondering about the rainbows, and what is really at the end. We both knew these things would never last.

You planting your sunflowers, and how big they grew. Little pink roses glittering in the sunlight of the mourning dew. Left abandoned only to wither, die. How this would have broken your heart if you were still alive.

It seems like only yesterday that you were here; but remembering it’s a funny thing it’s hard to believe it has been a year. My tears fall. Sometimes this pain I can not bear, and a lot of times I don’t think that it is very fair.

Every now and again it hits me hard. No more us. We are so far apart. Jesus to you in the spring when things become new. I look at the flowers that are starting to bloom, and I realized a new life was given to you.

No being sick. You are well again. No more heartache, no more pain. You are so very happy. God gave to you his perfect gift; to live again.

I love you mom; and I miss you so very much. Remember Mom meet me at the eastern gates.